I'm sick. There's no getting around it. Home early in each of the last two days, lots of sleep, but I just can't kick it. I think I'm going to the gym in the morning to try to sweat it out or something.
Today, I stuttered in class over and over again, and explained to the kids, "Uh, sorry folks. I took Ny-Quill last night and think it's still in me." Later, I regretted saying that, thinking one of them might go home and tell them their teacher was drunk today.
Ugh. I hate being sick.
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